"Princess, I beg you, please let this servant off!" The palace maid cried out hysterically. She was gambling, gambling that Murong Qiqi would not dare to treat human life like grass in public. She was gambling that Murong Qiqi would care about the so-called benevolence and righteousness and would let her off due to the pressure of public opinion.
The palace maid's hesitation exhausted Murong Qiqi's final bit of pity. Furthermore, the palace maid had misjudged Murong Qiqi. Not everyone could predict Murong Qiqi's intentions. The dagger appeared in Murong Qiqi's hand once again. When she swung the dagger, a smear of red appeared again.
"This Empress merely needs some color. I won't take your life." Murong Qiqi's voice was soft and gentle, and her smile was completely harmless.
"There is an evil doctor by my future husband's side. I heard that as long as a person still has a breath left, he can save them. Don't worry, the heavens are benevolent. Furthermore, I will be marrying to the Northern Zhou Dynasty soon. I have to accumulate good fortune for myself. So, I will not kill you! "
When the palace maid heard this, she felt her entire body turn cold. Does this mean that she is going to drain all the blood in her body, leaving her with only one breath? Can I still live?
The palace maid, who still had hopes for the character of the Sunshine Princess, completely gave up. She could only struggle and shout, "Empress, save me!"
With this shout, everyone understood the reason. They all looked at Duanmu Qing with a strange gaze. At this moment, although Duanmu Qing still looked dignified, she hated this palace maid for not doing her job properly. She could not even do a small thing properly. Furthermore, she even betrayed her. Hence, her murderous intent arose.
"Since you mentioned the Empress, I have to give her some face."
Murong Qiqi had drained enough blood. Furthermore, she had achieved her goal. So, she finally let go. The palace maid, who had lost a lot of blood, stumbled and fell from the platform. Blood splattered all over the ground. Two eunuchs immediately came forward and carried the palace maid away.
The palace maid seemed to have sensed the Empress' killing intent and started to struggle. "Empress, spare me! Empress, please spare this servant! Empress … "
"Are you not going to shut her up?!" Even though Duanmu Qing wanted to pretend, she could not help but roar. After Duanmu Qing shouted, she saw Murong Qiqi's expression that was not a smile. Her heart skipped a beat, and she could not help but place her hand on her abdomen.
Murong Qiqi's eyes flashed coldly. Taking advantage of her pregnancy, he was now "dealing" with her, his benefactor. It seemed like the royal family always produced such heartless and unscrupulous people.
Murong Qiqi's cold eyes swept over Duanmu Qing's abdomen, causing Duanmu Qing to shiver. Why did she feel like she was being targeted by a hunter?
"Your Ladyship —" The palace maid was still struggling, but her mouth was gagged and she was dragged away.
She was just a little palace maid, was there a need to silence her? Looking at the bloodstains on the ground, Murong Qiqi sighed. However, there were too many ghosts like this, not to mention that she had already given the palace maid the right to choose, it was just that she didn't grasp it. After all, smart people were few and far between …
Just as Duanmu Qing was feeling uneasy, the sound of "Incense Stick Extinguished" drew everyone's attention to this match. Mingyue Xin and Long Zhe Yu 'er had already finished. Even Murong Qiqi had stopped.
Mingyue Xin and Long Zhe Yu 'er had seen Murong Qiqi's method of using a living person's blood as paint. They felt fear in their hearts. They didn't expect that Murong Qiqi, who looked so gentle and weak, had such frightening methods.
Thinking back to the scene of the painting being dyed in blood, Long Zhe Yu 'er suddenly felt afraid. She was afraid that if she lost, Murong Qiqi would really want her hands.
However, thinking about it again, she was the princess of a country. Even if Murong Qiqi didn't give face to the monk, she should not do anything to her. Furthermore, she had Murong Qiqi's "weakness" in her hands. If Murong Qiqi wanted to make things difficult for her, she couldn't blame her for turning hostile and announcing everything!
The three paintings were picked up by the six palace maids and displayed to the crowd. When the two palace maids on Murong Qiqi's side saw the bloodstained dagger beside the painting, they trembled in fear. They held the painting even more carefully, afraid that something would go wrong and they would end up like the palace maid.
The three paintings were all of autumn chrysanthemums in a garden, but their styles were very different.
Mingyue Xin's painting was filled with golden chrysanthemums, full of nobility. Long Zhe Yu 'er used even more colors, filling the painting with a myriad of colors, making it look even more youthful and beautiful. As for Murong Qiqi's painting, it attracted everyone's attention.
Firstly, it was because the painting just now used human blood as the color. It was too shocking. Secondly, it was because of Murong Qiqi's painting. The black color was the base, the branches, and the leaves. The blood color was the flower, the flower bud, and the butterfly. What kind of autumn chrysanthemum painting was this! The blood colored chrysanthemum was filled with a desolate killing intent, making one's heart palpitate!
"The west wind rustles and fills the courtyard, the cold fragrance of the stamen and the cold butterflies find it hard to come. If I become the Azure Emperor in the future, the peach blossoms will bloom together. "
Mingyue Cheng was wearing wooden clogs and holding a wine cup. His body reeked of alcohol as he staggered to the painting and recited the poem that Murong Qiqi had inscribed on the right side. "Good poem! Good poem! "
Mingyue Cheng's voice was extremely high. The poem that came out of his mouth was especially charming. Which of the nobles present wasn't a literary expert? When they heard this poem, they couldn't help but be subdued by the arrogance and haughtiness of the poem. Was this the work of a trash? How could a little girl have such a state of mind?
"You win!" Mingyue Cheng stared at Murong Qiqi.
He didn't get a good look because he was far away. Now that she was standing in front of him, he could clearly see this young girl. Although this young girl could only be considered delicate and pretty, she had a pair of eyes that were brighter than the sun. They could make the most beautiful jewels in the world lose their luster. Why didn't anyone notice this before?
"This consort refuses to accept this!" Before Mingyue Cheng could speak again, Mingyue Xin jumped out. "Mingyue Cheng, are you still a citizen of the Southern Phoenix? Why are you siding with an outsider? Did she give you any benefits? "
Mingyue Xin directly called her royal brother by his name, causing Murong Qiqi to frown. It seemed that the Southern Phoenix was really planning to change the crown prince. That was why this princess could be so unbridled and speak to Mingyue Cheng like this in front of the people of Xi Qi.
When Mingyue Cheng saw Murong Qiqi's frown, he felt a burst of warmth in his heart. Out of so many people, only Murong Qiqi would frown because of Mingyue Xin's words and cry out for him. Out of so many people, only Murong Qiqi would give him sincere encouragement and not look at him strangely.
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